Ren Zhong: "Hiss!"
Wang Zhaofu: "What's wrong? Did you get hurt, brother?"
Sitting in the passenger seat, Ren Zhong shook his head. "No. By the way, Brother Wang, about the equipment parts I mentioned earlier, I think we might need to delay that."
Wang Zhaofu's brow furrowed slightly, feeling a bit disheartened.
To prepare in advance for Ren Zhong's big order, he had been networking extensively for the past few days, ready to make payments and ship items.
Given their changed relationship, Wang Zhaofu didn't even ask for a deposit this time, planning to ask Ren Zhong for money when obtaining items from suppliers.
Unexpectedly, a change occurred.
However, Brother Wang knew well that Ren Zhong was a man of his word, so a sudden change of plan must have its reasons. He immediately said: "Brother Ren, is it that you're short on cash? I don't have much liquid capital, but still I could..."
